September 2009
The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when Sad...
– John Mayer
Take Me To Trollywood.
Even with all the chaotic mess involved with college assignments, god, all I can think about is getting this;
Red Talisman
Isn’t she just adorable? Someone needs to get me one of these.
[B] is for Baileys.
I had this dream last night where I told someone pretty close to me how much of a bitch she was. Not really told, more like screamed. And not just bitch, but “selfish bitch”.
I can’t help but think there’s the slightest hint of truth in there. Maybe my inner conscious was at work.
Maybe this is a pro to keeping my tumblr spot unknown to anyone around me.
Clean hands.
I think I might just like this blog. I also think I might just like this blog enough to actually blog in it. I also also think I might just like this blog enough to actually blog in it not just today, but even maybe tomorrow.
I think I might, I think I just might.
We can pray for sunny weather, But that won’t stop the rain.
– James Morrison (Please Don’t Stop The Rain)